Thunders booming,
clouds are rowing.

Lightning flashing,
waters splashing.

Leaves are falling,
wind is blowing.

It stirs my feelings,
for I am still waiting.

Created at:
10th June 2007
4:54am

Dream of a broken heart

As I sat here on the wooden floor,reading 'The time traveller's wife' and relishing the fond memories of my past,the storm came. Lightning clashes outside,rain pelted down on the window. I closed the book,draw the curtains and climb up the bed,snuggling within the warmth of my quilt.

Close my eyes,I dream.

I dreamt of myself,once again sitting in the car. It's a bright afternoon,I'm in this car,looking out at the window. Green leafy rain trees were zooming past quickly,we're on the road,the highway. The sun is shining,I could see the waves hitting against the shore. The kids looked so far away,they are screaming and jumping,though I could not hear them.
Its as though I could smell the fresh,saltiness of the wind out there. The city is approaching,far in sight. The voice of Nelly Furtado drone on. Who is this person driving?

I turned to see. Its hazy,its blurred.
But I know,its him. Its you,my dearest.

I reached out,stroking his cheeks. He turned and smiled. Love is in his eyes. It grew more hazy. Everything is blurring,I know it's ending. Please,I want it to stay this way,please let it stay. I pleaded silently in my heart.

The last thing I ever heard,Nelly sang,why do all good things come to an end?